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I had always been curious about exploring Grandma's pussy, but the dense forest of grey hairs never ceased to amaze me. As I parted Grandma's legs that day, I could almost lose myself in the thickets. I laid my lips upon the rugged terrain, tasting the saltiness on my tongue. A rush of arousal ran through my body as I explored further, grasping the hairs firmly, reveling in the pleasure of my discovery. The deeper I ventured, the more aroused I became. My tongue found its way around Grandma's tight slit, drawing out every ounce of pleasure. As she moaned, I sucked the muskiness right out of her, burying my head in her hairy pussy. With every thrust of my tongue, I felt an irresistible wave of pleasure coursing through my veins, pushing me to the edge of my climax. Feeling the intensity of the moment, I rose up and pressed my lips to hers, letting the musky taste of her hairy pussy linger on our lips. We kissed deeply and passionately, embracing one another as the pleasure of our intimate discovery lingered in the air.